two poems for Monday

Laugh at UFOs

Love your diabolical laugh
way it send red birds
and other winged-things 
up into the green clouds
way it knocks down 
all the aluminum trash cans
and sets the car alarms off
in a weird harmony 
Love your doomsday stones
your whirlwind rings
your apocalyptic rose
I sometimes sit up on the tarred roof
watching the city blink out to black
until it’s all quiet,
and only the sewers
and fire escapes still hum
like the way the air will get
when a UFO hovers outside
your Trans Am
where you’ve sunken 
into the mud
laughing

The Leopard

Walked into the ocean today.
Saw strange lights over life. 
I’d like to catch a leopard
bring it to a butcher shop
see what happens.
I’d like to swim up random lightning,
kissing the super moon
in the dark fuzz of black unending space.
In 2013, nuclear apocalypses seem so quaint.
Be brave in the face of beauty.
Tonight, the lifeguards are off.